Cock-Sucker: A Great Anal Adventure

COCK-SUCKER: A BUM-BOY’S GREAT ANAL ADVENTURE

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It’s such an amazing feeling to know that an older more mature guy is hitting on YOU!!!!

I just tend to melt, into a tongue-tied mess. Me…? It’s little me he wants….? Oh Gosh, I can’t believe my luck, I feel so grateful and fortunate. And to know that he’s aroused… for me! When I detect that hardness in his pants, and know that it’s because of me…!

The first time he drops his pants and I get to see the breathtaking beauty of his cock, engorged and erect in anticipation of fucking ME, ME, ME. Just how good can life get? And I simper and pretend-coy, and coo about how big he is, be gentle with me… but not TOO gentle. I’m a boy who simply adores BIG cock. And to know, with absolute certainty, that that big hard cock is about to fuck me.

Please can I kiss it? Get up close and personal with it. Lick it. Taste that little drop of nectar oozing from the piss-hole. Gorge myself on it like the total slut I am, sucking it so deep I choke in my eagerness for more. No coyness, no pretence now. My own, smaller cock, so aching hard… as he can see. FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW, PLEASE SIR, PLEASE!

My puckered little bum-hole feels empty, it yearns to be filled… and OH!!! that blissful first moment as he slides all the way in balls-deep. And I’m whimpering with faggot joy. And as he fucks me, my own little cock is bouncing and jiggling… until I groan and cum in little spunky-spurts all over my stomach, even before he pulses and cums deep up my ass.

And I’m besotted, kissing and licking and sucking the big messy cock that’s just fucked me, moaning ‘thank you’ over and over again, until he pushes me away irritably.

Later, in the Canal Street wine-bar, I look in the mirror, and see that I have a dribble of his spunk in my hair. And that another older guy has noticed. He looks across and smiles. And I melt…

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But of course, it wasn’t always that way. You ask ‘Has your new Boyfriend fucked you yet?’ as though anal is a natural progression! Well… you make me blush! What sort of girl do you take me for? I love sucking cock, you know that, and yes, I multitask too… You wanna read my menu of interactions…?

As a submissive male cocksucker I do as I’m told, and I’m grateful for the attentions of a dominant older male to control and direct my sexuality… I preferred sucking cock, and still do, but I’m happy to take anal too if that’s what my gentleman friend wants. I know he’s married. I know he comes to me because I do all the dirty grubby little things his wife won’t do, so if I want him to come back for more — which I do, I can refuse him nothing! I confess that I was with Philip, my first Boyfriend for six months, and I sucked him off every time we were together — I mean, why else would he choose to be with me? my sparkling conversation, my sophisticated wit? I think not. But, although he complimented me on my bare bum, calling it nicely rounded and girlish, he never shows any interest in sticking anything up it.

When it comes to anal, I was a late starter. I’m sorry to be coarse. But you did ask, and I feel duty-bound to be honest. Honesty is so important in matters of sex, don’t you agree? Most guys have played around with other guy’s cocks at some point, maybe a mutual wank with a college friend? Or perhaps they just got horny watching anal Porn-clips on the internet or reading stories on ‘Literotica’? A hard-on is difficult to resist, I know, it becomes obsessive and takes you places you don’t always want to go. You have to be sure about what you want, but curiosity about sexual adventure is teasing and always tempting.

As a student at college, I was always the skinny nerdy kid, slender, pale and withdrawn, lost in hero-worshipping daydreams of the tougher more sporty boys. Sucking cock seemed a natural development of exploring each other, comparing size and cock texture in that rage of late-teenage hunger for experience. There was one friend I was playing with who suggested it might feel nice if he slid his cock up my bum, I was dizzy with infatuation, but I was dubious. I wasn’t shocked or outraged, I just look at his engorged cock, and one look is enough, after gauging its size I decide ‘no’, something that big would not possibly fit up such a small orifice. And aren’t we supposed to use a condom in case of… you know, infection? Obviously if I’d thought it through I’d have realized that it’s quite possible — and good, but at the time he didn’t argue and we did other stuff instead, he was quite content for me to suck him off, and I was more than happy to suck him.

It was also around this time that I discovered that certain people of certain beliefs say that queers who allow themselves to be buggered are called ‘Bum-Boys’, and there’s a special place reserved for ‘sodomites’ in hell, where demons stick white-hot pokers up their arses for eternity. It was a lesson I was not entirely convinced by.

In fact, I didn’t get properly ass-fucked until a couple of later, when I was twenty-one, during what I term my second mature adult relationship. Sex with my first Boyfriend had been strictly oral, I sucked him off a lot, much to our mutual satisfaction. I love cock-sucking. I always have. I’m certain I was born a spunk-slut, it’s hard-wired into my DNA, I adore that big fat cock pulsing its load into the back of my throat. The musky aroma of my face crushed into his groin, the velvety softness of that smooth cock-head on my tongue, the throb and tremble when its about to shoot that delicious spunk into the back of my mouth, to hear his breath racing and groaning out his pleasure as he orgasms into me. Fuck… so so very good.

So although I was already an accomplished and enthusiastic cocksucker, I was a bum-virgin when I met Martin, my second Boyfriend. He was a little more experimental, and took pleasure in pushing my limits. As he watched me shyly nude early on in our relationship, and said I had a body made for sin, a cum-slut’s mouth, a cute cock that’s always stiff, and a rounded girl’s fuckable bottom I kinda knew what he had in mind. I suspected it’d only be a matter of time! And after I’d been sucking his cock for some while, he arbitrarily decided it was time to take it to the next level. I remember when he first informed me he was going to fuck my bum — saying ‘Every Good Boy Deserves Fucking’, he was not so much asking, as merely telling me what was about to happen. I guess — theoretically, I could have said ‘no’, but that idea simply never occurred to me. It was obvious that he wanted it. I lacked self-confidence. He seemed to me to be a very attractive older man, I was too intimidated and in awe of him to refuse, and if I didn’t satisfy his sexual needs, if I didn’t let him fuck my bum-hole, I knew damn well that he’d simply dump me, go out and find some other more compliant boy who would, and I couldn’t bear that…! I knew he’d had other boys before me, and I so very much want to be better than them. I want to be whatever he wants me to be and do whatever he wants me to do.

It was inevitable. It was simply a part of the great Gay adventure I was embarked upon. He was big. I was a little scared that it might hurt. But I was ready… I got the distinct impression that no matter what I thought, my cute little puckered bum-hole was going to get sundered very soon! Naturally by then I’d read porn accounts about it, and I’d seen gay porn-clips in the internet, so I knew about anal sex in theory, and was curious to know what it was like. I now begin online watching with a new focus. Judging by the expression on their faces, the gay-boy’s certainly seem to enjoy getting fucked, sometimes by multiple cocks, although none of the men doing the ass-fucking seem as enviably well-hung as Martin. I scrutinize each facial twitch and thrust of it closely, studying and learning, watching their movement and positions. By now I was also getting intrigued, overwhelmingly curious to know what it would feel like, although I was still dubious — will it hurt? The idea of it scared me, but when he said he expected anal during his next visit to my apartment I was obedient to his wishes. I don’t know whether he knew he’d be taking my anal cherry, or if he even cared. I didn’t want to appear unworldly by admitting it. He’s seriously hung, and my doubts about ‘something as big as his cock fitting into such a small orifice’ as my poor defenceless little bum-hole began resurfacing.

I prepare and lubricate accordingly. I showered when I knew he was due to visit, sluice out my bum and apply some vaseline, hyped-up ready just in case, and feel almost let-down when all he wants is the usual long indulgent blow-job. So the next time, when he does make his move, I’m even more ready. I was jittery as a virgin bride (if such a thing exists anymore) when I hear his footsteps in the hall outside my apartment. Maybe he’ll have forgotten? I get down naked to suck his cock as usual, hoping that if I make him cum quickly enough that way, he’ll relent, but after a few moments of this he shoves my head away irritably and says ‘no, I know what you’re doing, no, I want your arse today.’ So we do it doggy-style.

He guides me obediently round so we can do it, that way I figure he won’t see my face, forgetting the full-length mirror. I get on all-fours on the bed, my bum raised and legs parted. I brace myself, and get ready to take him up the ass — just as I’ve mentally rehearsed, I feel so naked and vulnerable, so debauched, I hold my breath and tense up, I grit my teeth as I feel the heat of his cock-head running up and down the cleavage of my buttocks, then the tight insistent pressure at the mouth of my bum-hole itself. After a little initial awkward resistance and squirming around, once his fat mauve glans has forced its way in, the first few inches slide in surprisingly easily — and then it all slips in! It was the strangest most pleasurable sensation to be fucked. It was a sullen warm evening, but it wasn’t the humidity responsible for the glistening beads of perspiration on my bare arched back. Nothing quite prepares you for the weird sensation of that big hard cock sliding into you.

It takes my breath away, feels so oddly strange. I can feel the heat of him trapped inside me. The pressure. It doesn’t hurt. It feels strange. But once he’s slipped his length into me there’s no way on earth that I’m going to allow him to stop, I want it all, no doubt about it. I was surprised how easy it was and how sexily raw it feels to have him hot and throbbing inside me. I squirm and whimper a little as he begins to fuck me, I can see my contorted grimace in the mirror, but it’s as though my anal muscles react instinctively, clasping and squeezing his cock inside me, forcing back to receive each deep thrust, and the way his pounding makes my own dangling balls bounce is heavenly, my cock dribbling and drooling as it sways. I make all the whimpering grunts and moans I’ve heard on the Porn clips, and they’re not all entirely for effect. I enjoy the way my own cock & balls dangle, then flip and jerk as he fucks me.

And he fucks me in long strokes, four or five, a little deeper each time, then he pauses, holding it deep inside me, then four or five more. His fat balls pressed up hard against me, so I know I’ve taken it all. I’m delirious with pleasure. I’m mewling and gasping, bracing, biting my lip, urging him on. I feel like a slut, I feel so lucky. I feel dirty. I feel so privileged. I close my eyes and just relax, luxuriating in being fucked like a cheap tart. He makes it last, slowing, holding it deep inside, before fucking me again, pounding harder until we both groan and gasp out our messy spurt-cum more-or-less simultaneously. It feel so wonderful when he spunks-off — when I feel him tense up and hear that familiar grunt, I feel that I’ve passed some kind of test, like I’ve moved on to some new level.

Some time later, after we’ve both cum and he’s pulled out, I ask ‘was that alright, did I do it OK?’ And he says ‘you’ll get better,’ which I take as approval. He says ‘I will treat you like the Princess you always wanted to be. And I will fuck you like the cheap whore you need to be.’ I feel so relieved and grateful, all I want is for him to fuck me again… which, in due course, he does. We lie together sweaty-breathless afterwards, although I twist around so — after less than a moment’s hesitation, I can suck his softening cock and taste the traces of spunk there. He ruffles my hair and says ‘dirty whore’ in a way that has me blushing with smug pleasure. I can feel the warmth radiating from my sundered arse and I think — ‘yes, I’ve done it, I’m his bum-boy now!’

After he’s dressed and gone, I was seriously concerned about the condition of my bum-hole, examining it carefully in the mirror. Will it ever return to its normal tight little puckered appearance? Was I changed forever? Well… yes, and no. It did return to normal, ready for the next time. But yes, I was changed forever. Once you’ve been fucked, you are never quite the same again. And for the rest of the day I nurse this furtive self-congratulatory smirk, no-one else I see on the streets knows my secret — me, I’ve just been fucked up the bum! I’m a sodomite, a Bum-Boy.

And subsequently, once we’d done it, once we’d broken through that barrier, I couldn’t wait to do it again, and again… and the more he fucks me, the more I get to love it…. Although I always preferred sucking his cock, and still do. There are no taste-buds up the ass! But I’m delighted to take anal too if that’s what Martin wants. I’ll bend over and spread my legs and let him — or, later on, greatly daring, very trustingly — his friend too, fuck my little bum-hole all he likes. I learn the ass is a very flexible organ. It gets used to taking cock. It adapts to big cocks, and yet is still tight enough for smaller ones. At least… in my experience. I’m very comfortable with the way my ass works for me. The main thing is just to relax your sphincter muscles, enjoy being fucked, and share that mutual pleasure with your partner.

Anal becomes another regular part of our sexual repertoire, we alternate with him fucking me and me sucking him. He fucks me as I lie on my back — looking into my face, which is less satisfying for me, although he seems to like the way I wince and gasp at each thrust he makes into me. But I do very much enjoy the sensation of being in control when he simply lies on his back, and I ride him. That’s delicious too, but in a different way. I shyly admit that yes, I’ve done that and enjoyed it.

I’ll share a secret I’ve never told anyone else. I felt a little self-conscious the first time we did it that way, my boyfriend was lying naked on his back on the bed, urging me to mount him, so I straddle him, facing him, my fingers lift and guide the inflamed head of his big cock up to the mouth of my tight little bum-hole. I’m already raging erect, but as I slowly slide down onto him, feeding more of his length up my arse, sinking all the way down onto his cock, and fucking myself on him, riding him, sliding up and down on him, the sensation of that position of total impalement is more of a shared intimacy with me in control of the speed, depth and rhythm of the strokes, and it’s so overwhelming that I spontaneously orgasm and spurt jets of glistening spunk up across his stomach and chest, much to his amusement! Some time later, after I’ve ridden him to his climax, I naturally squat down to lick all my cum off his body, It’s only proper after all.

The best position for anal…? I always much prefer to be fucked doggy-style. For me it just has to be raw doggy-style, because that’s an act of submitting to him, yet also taking it up the ass that way can seem… anonymous, maybe that’s why I enjoy it? That element of anonymity is nice — it could almost be anyone sliding their big hard cock up into me! it’s like you can’t even see who it is fucking you with such long deep thrusts, you can close your eyes and imagine that it’s anyone you choose it to be, or even one well-hung guy after the other. And once it gets to the fucking I love the way it gets my own dangling cock and balls swinging and swaying rhythmically, sheeeeit that’s so arousing and feels sooooo good…! We do it that way so many times — and yes, stimulated by the way my own cock jerks and slaps up against my gut with each thrust as he fucks me, I cum hands-free spontaneously even before he does, something which always pleases and amuses him.

Martin has this teasing game of watching me as I get into doggie position, down on all fours, legs slightly apart so my stiff cock and balls are dangling and swaying, bum raised in the air poised ready for him to slip into me, and I wait breathlessly… and he waits for a long moment, just watching my nervous anticipation. I wait. I sway my bare bottom in what I hope is a beguiling inviting way. Please, please, come fuck me, I’m eager and hungry for you. Before he laughs, and eventually moves in to fuck me, by then I’m more than ready for him… When you’re being fucked doggy-style and the guy orgasms deep in your rectum you’re certainly very-much conscious of the trembling and pulsing going on in that very private place, a strange and exquisitely pleasing sensation. You are not always aware of the spunk itself, unless you find it trickling down your inside leg some time afterwards.

Or unless… once he’s close to cumming, he spins me around and shoots all that delicious spunk over my face, so I can lick and suck his cock clean like a good obedient sissy should. Because, best of all, I make sure I always lustily suck his cock, slurping on it before and after. A poor bum-boy must insist on his own right to pleasure too…! When I suck his cock, I’m more intimately connected to everything that’s going on, the feel and taste of each pulse and spurt. Nothing is wasted. It’s a wonderful way to get to know that cock too, each detail and mood.

He once texted me to say that he only had time for a brief visit during his office lunch-break, so no time for conversation, I had to be ready. I was there when he arrived for me, naked, lubricated, bottom raised for him, he didn’t even undress, just lowered his pants and fucked me straight away without a single word, like I was a cheap whore, he shot his load in my bum, then went back to his office. I felt deliciously sundered and delightfully used…

Sorry to be so crudely explicit, but you did ask. Have I ever fucked a guy? For myself, in truth I’ve only ever fucked one guy. I’m more into receiving than I am giving. But I was flat-sharing with a sexed-up horny boy around my age… and we did just EVERYTHING together. It was a crazy time, and I adored his cock. I also got the opportunity of watching him in action with our shared lovers. When I’m in the fortunate position of watching some other sweet boy also getting ass-fucked I love to watch the way it makes his genitals flip and twitch too, there’s nothing more delightful to watch… But that’s another story.

So you ask ‘Has your new Boyfriend fucked you yet?’ as though anal is a natural progression! You make me blush! although, as I’ve explained, it wasn’t always that way. Truth is important. Confession is good for the soul. Now you know what sort of girl I am. Now I know a variety of richly satisfying ways of enjoying my sexuality… and I do prefer things of the flesh-and-blood variety being shoved up my tight little bottom. Since my Boyfriend first took my anal cherry, I’ve been quite partial to a little — or maybe I should rephrase that, I’ve been quite partial to a substantial penis thrusting its way into me. I accept to substitute… and of course, there is more, there’s always more. Dare I confess? Should I tell…?

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Recently my Boyfriend has been doing this thing where he’s watching porn-sites on the laptop and he calls me across and says ‘do you like this?’… which usually means he’s planning something. Only this time he’s watching stuff where two guys double-penetrate a submissive’s arse. And it’s got me seriously worried he wants to do this with me. Once Martin sets his mind on something, and when he wants something, he always gets his way, he’s that kind of guy! Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m no prissy little innocent, I’ve been with two guys, I’ve sucked off two guys, and been bum-fucked first by one and then by the other. I’ve also been spit-roasted, one guy in my mouth and the other up my bum simultaneously. But I’m kinda scared, and just a little bit excited, at the prospect of taking two cocks up my tight little bum at once. I’ve seen it onscreen, but it looks scary. Maybe two long thin cocks…? But Martin is big. It’s got me feeling queasy already. I’m confiding in you because I need to know what to expect, how I should react… and will it make me squirm…!?!